<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529576" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She At His Funeral</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THEY bear him to his resting-place--<br> In slow procession sweeping by;<br> I follow at a stranger's space;<br> His kindred they, his sweetheart I.<br> Unchanged my gown of garish dye,<br> Though sable-sad is their attire;<br> But they stand round with griefless eye,<br> Whilst my regret consumes like fire!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Hardy">Thomas Hardy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529576" data-title="She At His Funeral de Thomas Hardy" data-description="THEY bear him to his resting-place-- In slow procession sweeping by; I follow at a stranger's space; His kindred they, his sweetheart I. Unchanged my gown of garish dye, Though sable-sad is their attire; But they stand round with griefless e..."></div> </div> </div>

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